Open Your Eyes
(A/N): oh gosh. I know I'm being lazy and taking time off my other fics but recently I have been deveopling an extreme obsession towards Tom Felton like every other teenage girl on this planet. So I had this idea for a DracoOC fic. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this one. I must warn you that it will be R rated due to language and adult content. Also, main characters (like Harry and the gang) appearances may be
sparse. I hope you like it.
I was never the smart one, nor the pretty one, nor the one that stood out. I was just the dull one. I was the one that was never noticed and usually constantly remained behind the ones who seemed to actually matter.
I was the quiet one, the dull one, and the boring one. The world passed me by and didn't bother to pause and find out what was running through my mind. I never seemed to matter to anyone really. My parents didn't care and neither did any of my so-called friends, all except for one, my best friend Pansy Parkinson.
With death eater parents and pureblood running through my veins it was no wonder that I was to be sorted into Slytherin. It was there that I had met my best friend. She was almost like my idol from the day that we had met. We instantly clicked. It was as if our friendship was meant to be.
In our first and second years, Crabbe and Goyle would bully me; steal my books and what not. Pansy would always defend me against them. She was the only was the only one to whom I mattered. Everyone else didn't even view me as a fellow human being.
Because no one cared about me, I cared about no one besides Pansy. My heart became a loveless piece of coal, cold, card and emotionless. It was only this way I was even able to gain the morsel of respect that I now have.
Stupid Gryffindors believe that Pansy is cruel and hateful but the truth is, she is nothing compared to the length of cruelty and the depths of hate I am capable of. Pansy is the side of my better. When I was around her I could show the side of me in which I can be happy with someone and not have to maintain a stone cold persona.
Of course, even if I had attempted to keep up my façade, Pansy could see through it. And she was the only one. No, correction, she wasn't the only one. There was someone else. There was someone who would never give me the time of day but when he finally did, he saw more than anyone had ever seen before.
When I was around him there were no secrets, no pretences and definitely no lies. When he looked through my eyes, it was as if he could see straight through to my heart, a place where he was definitely not supposed to be.
Draco Malfoy, from the minute I laid eyes on him, I knew he was something special. However, I knew it was just a stupid physical attraction. I would soon shrug it off. But to my dismay, the feelings I bore had never left my heart.
I thought about him day and night but knew my daydreams were merely daydreams. My suspicions were confirmed the day he asked my best friend to the Yule Ball. My hopes were crushed. I couldn't bare it and that's when I decided to become this way.
I had thought that everything would be okay from then on but in my sixth year, run-ins with Draco were simply inevitable due to him practically dating Pansy. Everywhere Pansy went she brought me along with her, and usually Draco as well.
Once in the fifth year, Draco and I had a little run-in. I had gone to the library in order to pick up a book for herbology. As I raked through the shelves I heard a girl giggling behind one of the shelves. I turned the corner to find her and another guy snogging each other against the wall.
I recognized the girl immediately. It was Millicent Bullstrode. She was a complete slut in Slytherin. I wasn't surprised. However, I soon recognized the boy to be Draco. I was utterly shocked. I knew I had to tell Pansy immediately.
As soon as a backed away I bumped into the shelf and several books came tumbling off them. Draco and Millicent had spotted me and as soon as he and I had made eye contact I ran for it. I dashed through the shelves and quickly through the empty halls. No one was supposed to be up at this time of night. I was lucky I wasn't caught.
As soon as I had reached the main hall someone caught my arm and spun me around. It was Draco. Even in the dim lighting, I could tell it was he by the shimmer of his eyes. The presence of him made me catch my breath in my throat.
"Don't tell Pansy," Draco said as soon as he caught his breath. I didn't think it would be that hard to catch up to me.
"W-why shouldn't I?" I choked out. Damn! Why must I struggle to speak when I'm around him? Just for once I would want to be the strong one.
"Because I'll tell everyone that you're not the all high and mighty girl they think you are. You're not really cold or hateful. You're too soft. Too soft to be in Slytherin," he seethed through his teeth.
I was speechless. How did he know? He could see through my fake persona?
"You don't know what you're talking about," I finally manage to say.
"I do," Draco repeated, "and If you tell Pansy what you saw back there, then I will tell everyone about your soft heart. You will be shunned just like you were before."
It was then that I felt a searing pain through my chest. It was as if someone was tying a knot in my heart. It hurt so much. Draco was just as cold and condescending as all the other Slytherins. I was wrong to think he would be any different.
I never did tell Pansy about that incident or many other that I have encountered since then. I knew late night studies of Ancient Runes would do me no good. I should have sworn off the library, but I didn't.
Some part of me always wanted to see Draco. I wanted to be near him. Maybe it was because I wanted to be as cold as him in order to be accepted by my peers. Yes, that must've been it. It had to have been it. I convinced myself it was, even though inside I knew I was definitely wrong.
No matter how much I was around Draco, I never really picked up anything on being a heartless git. My attraction to him only became stronger. So now, entering in my seventh year at Hogwarts, I have made my decision.
Stay away from Malfoy. Ignore him by all costs and for no reason show signs of being weak with emotion.
Who needs emotions anyway? If a heartless person like Malfoy cared about emotions or even had them he would not cheat on Pansy like that. If that was what I had to be in order to swear off all feelings for him, so be it.
And that's the way my life was until my last and final year at Hogwarts.
My name is Kristen Leona and I control my own emotions, and my first action, to hate Malfoy.
Okay guys this was just the Prologue. All my real chapters will be much longer I promise. Okay so this time around I wanted a definitely non-Mary Sue character. I'm trying to make this story as original as humanly possible so if you think the plot is beginning to get dull and I am using over-used ideas please review me and tell me. I have over read it several times and I find it rather dull. I'm not completely happy with it but once my first chapter comes out please give it a chance. No flames please.
Much love; Haley.
